"Hey fucktard!" Hidan said looking his partner square in the face.
"Hidan, I'm technically 91 years old and you're 200, how the heck are you the dumb one when you have had more years to get a brain." Kakuzu spat.
Hidan squinted his eyes at his stitched partner.
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"Yeah but your ugly ass is getting in the way of my education."
"And by education you mean your little imaginary friend Jashin." The stitched ninja said confidently.
"Fuck you!"
"Step in line Hidan."
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"I'm fucking going to rip your stitches out and use them as my shoelaces."
"Your mom's a whore Hidan. You are a whore son." Kakuzu countered.
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"Im going to fill my pillowcase with sticks of butter and beat you with it while you're sleeping." Hidan said back.
"Oh yea well your mom's still a whore and nothing can change that, not even sticks of butter."
"I hope you die." Said the silver ninja.
"I hope Jashin turns out to be just like your whore mom."
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"GOD FUCK IT KAKUZU!" Hidan screamed one last time and stomped out of the room.
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Victory was Kakuzu's as long as he keeps insulting Hidan's whore mom.